"The man's hands are so good..." The voice slid out from the depths of embarrassment and confusion. - But the sound felt like the moment she realised her true feelings -- the hairdresser's egg, with long black hair, white skin, and a charming smile. - Since graduating from vocational school, he has been busy fighting with scissors every day, and it has been a long time since he came to the cafe. - I don't have a lover. - It's been two years since I've had sex. - However, that gap actually made her mind and body delicate. - I can't lie about the reaction when my finger touches my chest. - Just being kneaded over her clothes makes her breath go away and her legs sway. - Her awareness that she is being photographed with a camera changes her little by little. - "I might like being seen..." He seemed surprised to hear those words that he had just dropped. - It wasn't shame, it was an entrance to pleasure that I had never known. - When her ears are licked, she lets out a cry of trembling as she trembles. - When I kiss her, her eyes melt intently. - When my fingers touch the deep side, I accept it lukewarmly and my hips start to stick to me. - She muttered softly as she squirted, her first time with a ecstatic expression. - "The man's hands are so good..."